I do not want to make money.No cocktails.too fast Money piled up every day ayyi do love my fansI'm counting money. Counting money. Counting money.Money Count Money CountI am your brother and you are a brother.I'm counting money. Counting money. Counting money.

I still have a lot to say.A lot of wordssuck my dickyoung homie gottoo much sauceAs you believe.It was all.I do not knowMoney counting money okayMoneyMoney

money bag drive fastThe dreaming world is in front of yougold chain i do not need it bruhMy time is goldOnce something is pouredYouth shines more than anythingWe are youngI'm young and I need to make money.What are you doing?Money Count Money CountFucking off my neighborhoodStraighten your ballpoint penIt turns into money in your headYour life will go your way.YEAH fuck the othersfuck himfuck herfuck your friendyourself yeahYou yourself

I do not want to earn money, ayyI have to write a trill before I fall back.I do not want to earn money, ayyWe have to take care of all the family.I do not want to earn money, ayyShut the curse.The young man is all done.Do not let anyone stop you